I Need Your Help.

The year is 2005. I'm wearing size 8 jeans. I have a six pack. I look good in tank tops, shorts, and swim suits.

Fast forward 5 years of eating too much, not exercising enough, college stress, moving stress, boring jobs, and breakups. All of those things I mentioned before? They are now FALSE.

But, I've decided, to make them TRUES again. On January 28th of this year, I was in Publix after a long day at work. For those of you who haven't lived or been to the southeastern U.S., Publix is the greatest store...on the entire planet. So, I walk to the bakery, which is a gazillion times better than any other grocery store bakery. I go to the usual place where they have cannoli. They are out! I am suddenly irrationally angry that I won't get to eat cannoli and wine tonight. That's what I always eat when I've had a bad day. What am I going to do now? So I settle for something less...an apple pie. I know, I know, this is not a proud moment for me.

So, irritated, I walk to the check out line. In front of me is this overweight, badly dressed, sad looking guy. I feel sorry for him. Then I look down on the runner thing (what is the actual term? somebody tell me), and see it. The last of Publix's cannoli!

I have my epiphany. My "oh shit" moment.

"How the hell did I get like this?"
"I don't want to be like that!"

The next day I got up an hour earlier, walked Motzie further than normal and ran afterwards. For the next 4 months, I got up at 4:30 every morning and was physically active until 6:15. I also gave up chocolate for lent. I also stopped eating after dinner. Did I mention all the fruit, vegetables, and water? I got to where I was running 6 miles in less than an hour and doing abs and weights afterwards.

I was on my way to that 2005 body. I was half way there. Just 15 pounds were left.

Then I went to Thailand, and moved to South Korea.

I can't blame it on the countries. Both have extremely skinny and fit people, healthy food options, and more active lifestyles than in the U.S. Nevertheless, I have completely erased all of my improvements. BUT that stops now! See the picture below?



Those are the size 8 jeans I've had since my sophomore year of high school. I had my Mom send me a lot of my goal clothes, because they are the clothes I SHOULD be wearing. See the gray sweater? I bought that in Thailand on a whim. It is the perfect top: cute, professional, but comfy. And it was only $3.

So starting tomorrow, I'm going to start working out again. I'm going to stop eating sweets. I am going to do a weekly blog to recap on what I did well and not so well each week. Maybe if I know I will have to log everything publicly each week, I will act more responsible. I would like to at least be able to pretend that I can buy clothes here. By Christmas, my goal is to post another blog with the jeans and the gray sweater. Only with a body in them. My body...just in case you aren't paying attention.

So, I need your weekly support! And I welcome you to share your stories if you are also trying to improve your life. Need some pep talks? I can be a real bitch about losing weight if you need that hard slap in the face. I can also give nice and sympathetic ones, but I can't guarantee anything. Especially since I won't be eating chocolate anymore.

Alright now that I'm done rambling about non Korean things, I promise to also start blogging more about...what was it?...oh yeah, Korea.